Gabriel II is undoubtedly a luxurious cruise ship, with 11 distinctive restaurants, 7 bars, double-level duplex luxury single rooms, theaters, galleries, golf courses, basketball courts, swimming pools, disguised as chess and card rooms. Casinos, surfing, rainforest-themed gardens, regular acrobatics and magic shows... Everything is so luxurious that everyone can't know what to do.
Except for Dong Zheng and Dong Linhai.
The second-generation brothers and their parents took the Oceanic Charm, one of the few oasis-class luxury cruises in the world, and participated in a luxurious gathering of rich people on the Caribbean route. Gabriel II was slightly more luxurious. Xun Ocean Charm is one of the best.
So when Allen dragged Lin Hangzhi around the 11 restaurants with excitement after the meal, Dong Linhai was showing Wang Que around, while Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng were lying on the railing, watching the blue sea, blue sky, white clouds and sea birds , blowing the sea breeze.
It was originally a tourist voyage. The cruise ship was not fast. The wind made Cui Zuojing very comfortable. He squinted and asked, "How rich is your family?"
Dong Zheng wore a suit and leather shoes, and even wore a Rolex on his wrist, like an aristocrat of high society: "Want to hear the truth or a lie?"
"Of course it's true."
"The company my father and his partner started is now listed on Nasdaq."
There are only about 100 Chinese companies listed on Nasdaq in the United States. When Cui Zuojing heard this, he was shocked: "I'm going, is it so scary? Which company's prince are you?"
Dong Zheng said a name that almost everyone in the real world knew.
Cui Zuojing took a deep breath and only said one sentence: "It's awesome."
Dong Zheng smiled: "But this is all my father's money, and it has nothing to do with me. Apart from having a little stake in the company, I also start my own business."
Cui Zuojing asked curiously, "How is it?"
"I currently have a house in Shanghai. Although it's not in the city center, I made all the money for buying the house myself, and... the full amount."
Cui Zuojing: "..."
The young brothers patted Dong Zheng's shoulder nicely, and then hugged him. He was more than ten centimeters shorter than Dong Zheng. This action was a bit strange, and it was more like a man hanging on Dong Zheng's body: "When I go out later, my life for the rest of my life will be nothing. It's all up to you, with your economic strength, it shouldn't be a problem to support me, right?"
Dong Zheng lowered his head and glanced at him. The black eyes of the young man were full of anticipation. He turned his head and continued to look at the boundless sea.
He said this as a joke, but it didn't mean any joke.
But the person he told him didn't realize it at all, and was completely immersed in the silly joy that if he could go out, he wouldn't have to struggle for a lifetime.
Dong Zheng sighed silently.
Dong Linhai is walking with Wang Que on the long gallery.
Most of them are oil paintings, and many of them are masterpieces by famous artists, but Dong Linhai doesn't understand it at all, he just thinks it looks pretty good.
Wang Que looked very carefully and stopped for a long time in front of each painting. She stared at every brushstroke—the change of light and shadow, the interlacing of light and dark, the contrast of colors, every detail reflected in her eyes.
Dong Linhai was waiting on the side, but he didn't feel bored.
He can't read paintings, but there are beautiful girls to watch.
Walking to the middle of the gallery, Dong Linhai had an idea: "I remember that there is a studio on the boat. Would you like to go and have a look? I haven't seen you paint yet."
Wang Que turned to look at him, there was obviously a hint of desire in his eyes, but he finally smiled and shook his head, saying, "I haven't painted for a long time."
"Aren't you going to try it?" Dong Linhai was a little disappointed.
Wang Que just smiled and continued to look at the painting.
Her right hand that was hanging by her side began to tremble uncontrollably, and she could only hold her wrist tightly with her left hand so as not to be seen by Dong Linhai.
On the first day of entering the box, there was no mandatory arrangement except for the table book with the staff. Cui Zuojing followed Dong Zheng to visit each restaurant, tasted everything he wanted, and walked fast. Not moving, and went to the sea golf course to learn golf with him.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, I must have a good time, and I don't know how long the main story will start. If I don't wait for him to play all over the island, wouldn't it be a big loss
Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing said what the director said, and there were only 29 pilgrims present at the time, Cui Zuojing said: "I met a man in the corridor at the time, and the one who is less may be He, um… probably got lost?"
Dong Zheng: "It shouldn't be. I have seen him in the restaurant, and I have a little impression."
Before the main quest is finished, the pilgrims are very vigilant with each other. Who knows whether they need to fight each other for this box. If they want to clear the customs together, it will not be too late to get familiar with the quest after the quest is finished.
Cui Zuojing observed, in addition to their wonton splitter team, there were about six groups of pilgrims of 30 people, and there were also a few "loose people" without a group. The indifferent man Cui Zuojing met in the corridor this morning was one of them.
At present, everyone doesn't have much interaction. At most, when they meet, they will nod their heads and guard against each other. Some of them are fierce and vicious, and they are not good birds at first glance.
Cui Zuojing prides himself on being powerful, even in the face of extremely terrifying monsters, but he does not dare to let his guard down.
During this time, he was also quite alert and stayed with Dong Zheng all the time.
The accident happened at ten o'clock in the evening.
Cui Zuojing was playing stud in the chess and card room, playing like crazy, so excited that his whole face was slightly red. Dong Zheng played with him on the opposite side, which was very calm in comparison, and the two used cherries as chips.
Cui Zuojing ate while playing, and quickly ate up his chips. The fruits prepared on the boat are of the highest quality. He hasn't eaten enough, so he slowly stretched out his hand while looking at Dong Zheng's face. Stop when you show reluctance.
The youth's cunning expression of "testing on the edge of danger" made Dong Zheng wonder whether to laugh or cry. He pushed his cherry plate over and said, "It's alright, let's eat."
Cui Zuojing was satisfied.
A sailor hurried into the chess and card room and shouted: "Ladies and gentlemen, something not very good has happened, everyone please go to the first class cabin, we need to check everyone."
Cui Zuojing and Dong Zheng looked at each other, opened the dark cards of themselves and Dong Zheng, and found that they lost again: "Something happened?"
Is the story finally going to start? Dong Zheng stood up, put down his shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and put on a suit jacket draped over the back of the chair: "Let's go and have a look."
Ellen and the others were watching the show in the theater, and when they got to the first-class cabin, everyone gathered.
The crew, the show crew, and even the first mate gathered in the hallway, and in the middle of them, a stateroom door was shut, not knowing what was going on inside.
"What's wrong?" Dong Linhai asked.
Nobody knows.
And standing recently, Cui Zuojing, whose five senses had been strengthened, smelled an unusual smell and frowned.
"Blood smell." He whispered.
Beside him was a western man with glasses. Hearing Cui Zuojing's voice, he nodded and added, "Someone died."
Cui Zuojing couldn't help looking up at him. The man was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with blond hair and blue eyes. He was not tall and looked average.
Seeing Cui Zuojing, he smiled at the young man and stretched out his hand: "Meet me? My name is Heinrich, and I'm from Switzerland."
Cui Zuojing shook hands with him: "Cui Zuojing, China."
The two stood side by side in the corridor, and Heinrich seemed to say casually: "I don't seem to have seen you at lunch."
"Of course, because I'm not a pilgrim." Cui Zuojing poked his right thumb in the direction of Dong Zheng, "Nuo, I'm his prisoner."
Heinrich looked surprised, and Dong Zheng, who had been listening to the conversation between the two next to Cui Zuojing, nodded to him: "Dong Zheng."
"I didn't expect you to be a prisoner."
"Really? What do you think the prisoner looks like?" Cui Zuojing looked over the shoulders of the sailors and landed on the face of a submissive woman outside the crowd.
Beside her, there was a fierce and strong man with his hand on her ass.
"Is it like her?"
Heinrich raised his eyebrows and just smiled.
Everyone was discussing in uneasy whispers, and the voices gathered in the corridor very noisy.
The door of the room was pulled open from the inside, the captain and the director who were ashen-faced came out, and the bad smell of blood immediately rushed to the face.
Cui Zuojing saw a pool of blood on the floor.
"What happened... what happened?" asked a staff member of the program group.
No one answered, and the answer was obvious—someone of the guests invited by the show team was killed.
Ask's face was so bad that one person died before the show started filming, and they had just reached the high seas!
Not as panicked as NPCs, all the pilgrims came from life and death, no one felt really scared, everyone wanted to go to the room to see the specific situation, hoping to find clues related to the plot.
Heinrich raised his hand and asked, "Mr. Captain, I'm a doctor. Would you mind letting me examine the body of the deceased?"
Lin Hang subconsciously opened his mouth to say that he was too, and immediately realized that his identity in the box was a Malaysian reporter.
"I'm a policeman." Another person raised his hand, a dark-skinned man.
"Be quiet!" The captain finally spoke. He was a middle-aged man with a gray beard, exactly as everyone imagined the captain should look, "We are on the high seas, the murderer can't escape, so be sure to stay on this ship, too. That is to say, everyone here now has the potential to be a murderer."
Cui Zuojing watched a good show with his hands in his pockets. He had seen such scenes in many movies, and his own experience was completely different and novel.
The captain's eyes swept across everyone's faces, as if he wanted to see who was the murderer. At this time, a group of people in white coats hurried over with a medicine box and squeezed out the crowd.
The captain shook his head, his voice was very low: "Already dead."
The ship doctors paused, and they also saw the terrifying bloodstain in the room.
Everyone knows that the guests and the director signed a contract of life and death, and there is nowhere to be held accountable.
Even if the scene can be protected as before, it will be two months after reaching the shore, and it is impossible to solve the case.
"I'm going to check the surveillance. Since you have police officers and doctors inside, if you have the ability to investigate the scene, please." After saying this, the captain passed through the crowd and left.
Dong Zheng and Cui Zuojing looked at each other, took the lead before everyone moved, and entered the room first.